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cornerofmadness) wrote2006-11-19 11:13 am
cornerofmadness) wrote2006-11-19 11:13 am
Elvis inspired drabbles
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open_on_sunday challenge was to use Elvis song titles for inspiration. I think maybe I had a stroke or something because my usually Scroogey-ness evaporated long enough to write three interconnecting pieces of pure toothaching Christmas (!!) fluff. Hold on to your blood sugar...
She Wears My Ring - B/A post series
He sometimes wondered how he got so lucky. Angel never expected to survive the war in LA but he and his team made it. Now he found himself in this heartwarming spot .Angel thought for a moment about her as he stared out the window of his new Palo Alto home. Buffy was out there last minute Christmas shopping, the gift he couldn’t wait to give her on her finger. The Claddagh would have brought back too many memories so he went with his next love, the far east. A mokume ganering, metals swirling in harmony, circled her finger
Kiss Me Quick - B/A post series
“Kiss me quick,” Buffy demanded as she sailed past the mistletoe.
“That’s not something I want to do quick,” Angel smiled pulling her to him.
“If I’m not careful, dinner will burn.” Buffy had been watching Sandra Lee, Rachael Ray and Alton Brown for weeks, preparing for Christmas dinner. She had roped Dawn into it and Dawn dragged along Connor. Somehow Angel feared the only one who understood the cooking shows were his son. Sometimes not being able to eat was a blessing.
“Let it burn,” Angel said, kissing her hungrily.
Buffy swatted his backside. “Later.”
He could live with that.
Santa Claus is Back in Town B/A post series
“Santa was good to us this year,” Angel laughed, seeing all the gifts around the tree.
“I’m half blinded by camera flashes,” Buffy said, glaring at friends and family.
Angel grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the tree, trying not to think about what gift Connor had just given Dawn that she didn’t want Buffy to see. In the relative quiet of outside, Angel ran a thumb over the mokume ring he had given her, a technique that was used to make samurai swords, it seemed fitting for her strength. “Love you,” he whispered.
“Love you too.” Buffy kissed him.
open_on_sunday challenge was to use Elvis song titles for inspiration. I think maybe I had a stroke or something because my usually Scroogey-ness evaporated long enough to write three interconnecting pieces of pure toothaching Christmas (!!) fluff. Hold on to your blood sugar...She Wears My Ring - B/A post series
He sometimes wondered how he got so lucky. Angel never expected to survive the war in LA but he and his team made it. Now he found himself in this heartwarming spot .Angel thought for a moment about her as he stared out the window of his new Palo Alto home. Buffy was out there last minute Christmas shopping, the gift he couldn’t wait to give her on her finger. The Claddagh would have brought back too many memories so he went with his next love, the far east. A mokume ganering, metals swirling in harmony, circled her finger
Kiss Me Quick - B/A post series
“Kiss me quick,” Buffy demanded as she sailed past the mistletoe.
“That’s not something I want to do quick,” Angel smiled pulling her to him.
“If I’m not careful, dinner will burn.” Buffy had been watching Sandra Lee, Rachael Ray and Alton Brown for weeks, preparing for Christmas dinner. She had roped Dawn into it and Dawn dragged along Connor. Somehow Angel feared the only one who understood the cooking shows were his son. Sometimes not being able to eat was a blessing.
“Let it burn,” Angel said, kissing her hungrily.
Buffy swatted his backside. “Later.”
He could live with that.
Santa Claus is Back in Town B/A post series
“Santa was good to us this year,” Angel laughed, seeing all the gifts around the tree.
“I’m half blinded by camera flashes,” Buffy said, glaring at friends and family.
Angel grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the tree, trying not to think about what gift Connor had just given Dawn that she didn’t want Buffy to see. In the relative quiet of outside, Angel ran a thumb over the mokume ring he had given her, a technique that was used to make samurai swords, it seemed fitting for her strength. “Love you,” he whispered.
“Love you too.” Buffy kissed him.
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